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Sorry 4
Is out there...

I swear I feel so all alone, back down on my again
Hopin you can keep me strong, cuz I hardly sleep tonight
I took too many sleepin pills, I drunk too many Lites
And I can feel the Reaper near, so please me for my sins
I am just another man, sorry for the pain that I've
I know that you'll understand, these demons'll me - insane
I've been goin mad, oughta blow out my brains
Cuz I'm bad but I'm fightin... blast, on the other day
These problems got me usin more drugs, along with the things
I'm slowly fading into my thoughts, (come against me, it on!)
and I'm driftin in and outta space, and I don't I'm wakin up
with the alcohol, them drinks, drift me to world
Where the sunshine stay shinin, I I was finna url
Mom, can ya look at me? This ain't what I to be
Tomorrow, I'll be else, cuz I ain't been me
I can't to shake these, I'll put that there on every day
Boy tryna me out, is like Lamar changing
But my childhood was fucked up - raised rowdy by a moms
She told me my didn't give a fuck, she ain't let him do his job
Seventh grade; failing, and I know my next of kin
These days in fucked up ways, who the fuck are them?
My daddy had three other kids, but I never seen 'em
So, ain't no sense in coming around now, you been here befo'
It's sad but I ain't feelin nuttin, my life's been a fuckin maze
and when I tried to locate my siblings, were gone away
Lost inside other things, fucked me then, fucked me now
Quick to tell me "Show you some love" show you Hell
Ain't no love I'm feelin here, I ain't never this vile
Momma - did you love me, or was I just a child?
Said it, outside, I knew you it in my face
I wasn't really happy here, but I was to lead the way
Copped me a Cheverolet, drift away to the other side to think
If I get to see Heaven, I can thank you for the
and thank you for my other kids and though
they mommas won't that they can't make it but bad,
low on the child support - been bad boo, tryna make me out to be
the bad guy that I ain't, bitch so quick to hassle me
Cuz I see my kids enough, but I make the time to pick 'em up
But you somethin to stick in my face - it ain't me fuckin up
It's bad enough, face to face, always wanna a case
So bad, they'll try an get me they make me - and what the cake
Is the whole world is fuckin up, know where the weankess at
and you spoke lies to ya old mans eyes, how could you wit that?
Jepordize everything, just for searchin for life
Sacrificin the whole family, no regards to Christ
how people can take this shit for granted, right?
But then reality strikes, and changes overnight
I thank the Lord for watchin me, though I'm prone to doin wrong
I repent religiously, hopin the weak get strong
when the get's on {*wind blowing*}
Hopin that the weak get strong, when the heat on

[talking - echo after each
Ya know... the different... stays as it likes...
Either, into a storm... ya in a storm...
or ya got out of a storm... (yeah) think about it...

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